Chapter Seven
Jack gets home late; he’s quiet as he opens the door and walks in, trying not to wake Peyton.
“Where the hell have you been?” she asks, when he comes in.
The light is on and she’s sitting on the couch with her arms crossed.
“I was...at the doctor,” he says, hesitantly taking his jacket off and tossing it onto a nearby chair.
“Don’t give me that crap. You weren’t at the doctor until midnight.”
Her eyes go to the cuts on his arm for the glass. Lindsey never stitched his up, and there was still blood on his arm.
“What the hell happened?’ She asks, getting up and walking over to him. She gently takes his hand and examines his arm.
“Is there glass in this? Jack, seriously. What happened to you? Are you okay?”
Her thumb lightly touches a cut on his cheek that he hadn’t noticed.
“I went out with some friends after my appointment. I would have called you, but my phone died. Some guys got into a fight at the bar we were at and they broke a window. Some of the glass hit me.”
“Bar?” she raises her eyebrows.
“I wasn’t drinking.”
She sighs.
“You couldn’t have borrowed someone’s phone? I was worried.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
She stands on her toes, putting her arms around his neck and kisses him.
“You scared me.” She mumbles against his mouth.
“Sorry,” he whispers.
“Don’t do it again.”
“I won’t.”
She kisses him again quickly, then pulls back.
“Come on, let me fix your cuts,” She says and leads him to the bathroom.
The dream is longer this time.
“I can’t believe you’d do this,” says Luke. “We trusted you. We loved you. You were our brother.”
“I never loved you. I never loved any of you,” says Sebastian
“You don’t mean that,” says Lindsey.
“Yes, I do.”
And then a scream.
“Peyton!”
And then a different scream than before. This one sounds younger.
“It isn’t Luke’s fault that your stupid girlfriend couldn’t mind her own business.”
“Get the hell out of my head!”
“It isn’t fair that you can hear but I can’t see.”
“It didn’t work, Seb. I’m sorry.”
“Lindsey, you said you would fix me. You promised.”
“You don’t need to be fixed, Sebastian.”
“Linds, I killed her. I killed her. What’s wrong with me?”
“Stay away from my brother.”
“I’ll kill her. I’ll do it, I swear.”
“Let me go. Please. Please don’t kill me.”
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Ciencia FicciónHighest Rank: #328 in Scifi Jack Greys is deaf, but in that moment, he can hear everything. And it's loud. It's as if he's in a room made of glass and it's all breaking at once, over and over again, shattering his ear drums.
